She had found a nasty, forbidden little book in the great Ninth repositories of nasty, forbidden little books, and all the Houses would have had a collective aneurysm if they knew she’d even read it.
Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth [Bookshop, Amazon, Publisher]
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